Unwanted Fate (18 page)

I think I might have moaned out loud instead of in my head. Oops. As quietly as I can, I finish eating so I can get out of here without further embarrassing myself.

A
s soon as I leave the diner, I try calling my mom and I still don’t get an answer. I begin to worry, but I don’t want to suffocate her. Since there’s nothing to do at my apartment, I don’t want to go home and sit. I think about what I haven’t done for a while and a visit the museum pops in my mind. The Nevada Museum of Art should be quiet at this time of the day since people are still at church, and it’s about fifteen minutes from where I am.

A few blocks from the museum, my phone rings through my speakers. Patrick.

“Hey, how are you?

“Good. I just finished up a round of golf.”

“Sounds fun and hot.”

“It was and worth it because I shot under my normal handicap.”

“Forty-five?” I say sarcastically.

“Funny. Try twenty.”

“Oh, very nice. I might have my work cut out for me then.” Please don’t ask me my handicap.

“Maybe. What are you up to? Would you like to grab brunch?”

“I’m still full from earlier, thank you, though. I’m pulling in at the art museum now.”

“Ah, okay. Well, I’ll let you go.”

“Okay, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye.” My speakers go quiet. Why didn’t I invite him to come with me? Ugh.

As I walk to the entrance of the museum, I keep thinking about texting him to come join me but I don’t want to sound desperate. I turn the ringer off on my phone and put in my back pocket so I can feel it if my mom would happen to call.

I walk around the newer exhibitions that I haven’t seen yet and stroll to the contemporary collections. Something about these pieces of art pulls me in and my mind goes wild. I stop in front of Petah Coyne’s
Untitled #1205, (Virgil)
, and I become oblivious to all around me.

“You’re a hard person to find.” His warm breath tickles my ear, causing me to smile. I turn my face toward Patrick, delighted to see him.

“I didn’t know you were looking for me.”

“I didn’t either until I found you.” Did I hear him right?

“Oh?” I turn my body to him and he pulls me into him, slamming his lips into me, kissing like there’s no tomorrow. I sway because he makes me lose all my senses. He pulls away, looking me in the eyes, and I know he meant every word of what he said.

“Tell me I’m not imagining this,” he breathlessly asks.

“No, I feel it too.” My heart hammers in my chest at his confession.

“I thought I was going crazy. From the first day I met you, you’ve been on my mind, in my dreams. I don’t even know how to put what I’m feeling into coherent words.”

“This is so…new…and so exhilarating. I enjoy spending time with you…being around you…being with you.”

“Are you finished here?” His eyes burn with passion.

“Yes…”

“Let’s go. I have somewhere else in mind,” he says as he grasps my hands and takes the lead.

How could I say no to this handsomely determined man?

I
’ve been hard since she sent me the message to make sure to clean my balls. Her comment went straight to my cock, and it made it difficult to play the last three holes. Although, I think she was my motivation to hit two birdies and an eagle so I could get showered and downtown.

“Umm. Do you think my SUV will be okay here?”

“Let’s take it back to your apartment.”

“Okay. Do I need to change or grab anything?”

“That’s up to you.”

“Okay.” She smiles and the apple of her cheeks blush.

We walk to the parking lot in silence, and luck is on my side today and I’m parked a few spots down from her. She walks to her SUV and I open the door for her and make sure she’s safe and sound before I head to my car. She pulls out of the lot, and I follow behind her, making it to her apartment in twenty minutes.

I get out, opening the passenger door, but she says, “I’m going to run in and get a few things. I won’t be long.” I don’t think so. I shut the car door, locking it behind me, and meet her at her door before she can get it unlocked.

As she opens the door, I pick her up by her waist and carry her into the room, shutting the door with my foot. She giggles in delight and I place her down, turning her around to face me.

“Sorry, but I don’t want to wait…”

I quickly close the gap between us, placing both of my hands gently on either side of her head, running my fingers into her hair, and tug her into a kiss, shattering her as I push her up against a wall. She drops her purse and keys and runs her hands up my shirt, grabbing hold of my sides, pulling me into her. I can feel her heart wildly beating as our kiss deepens, and I become crazed with her intoxicating taste, pulling away from her slowly I know I need more than just a kiss.

Gently pulling her hair, tilting her jaw to expose her long neck to me, and I place kisses from her jaw all the way down to the neck of her shirt.

“This needs to come off…” She looks up at me, overcome with desire, and smiles seductively.

“Oh?”

She lets go of me as I remove my hands out of her hair and place them on the wall, trapping her in. Emily reaches for the bottom hem of her teal Dave Mathews Band tank and pulls it over her head slowly, teasing me inch by inch. In one quick move, she ducks under my arm as she pulls the shirt the rest of the way off. I just look at her, stunned that I didn’t see that coming and at her beauty.

Licking my lips, I think she wants to play a little cat and mouse, and this cat is ready to pounce on his mouse. I take a step toward her, and she takes a step backwards.

“Going somewhere?”

“Uh huh.” She winks and takes another step.

“Your bedroom?”

“Yes…”

She crooks her finger, begging me to come to her, and I go to her. Before I get to her, she turns and runs down the hallway, ending in her bedroom, and she spins around to face me before she gets to the bed, sliding her shorts down her tan legs as I come to a stop a few inches from her. My cock twitches, as she stands before me in a blue lacy bra and matching panties. Holy fuck. She is gorgeous.

“I think you need to catch up,” she breathes out, running her fingers down the side of my face, “you have too much on.”

I kick off my shoes, unfasten the buttons on my polo, and pull it over my head, tossing it on the floor next to the bed. She looks at me as I unfasten my belt, biting her lip as I take my time. I stop, leaning in to taste her pouty lips. They were begging me to kiss them.

She moves my hands out of the way and finishes unfastening my belt and pops the button on my shorts open, and languidly pulls the zipper down. Placing her hands on either side of my hips, she pulls the restrictive material down my legs. As she uncovers me, she gasps as the sight of my cock strains against the taunt cotton of my boxer briefs, and lets my shorts fall to the floor.

I hesitate for a moment, and she becomes the aggressor, pulling me into her, kissing me. She wraps her arms around my neck and leads us onto the bed, and I put my arm around her waist and lay us down on the bed, not stopping our kiss, leaning on my forearm. I move my arm from underneath her and caress her silky soft skin on her abdomen to her breasts, stopping at her breasts to tease her nipples through the lacy material as I move to my side.

Emily squirms under my touch and I tug on her nipple, causing her to gasp, breaking our kiss. She moves her arms from my neck and runs her fingers across my shoulders, down the backside of my arms and back up the front side, stopping at my pects for a few seconds. She gets a glint in her eyes, like she’s thinking about teasing my nipples, but decides not to and rubs down my abs to the elastic of my boxers.

She dips her fingers in between my skin and the fabric, teasing me, making me needy for her touch. I look at her with a look of “are you sure you want to go there?” and she doesn’t hesitate as she puts her hand all the way in, grabbing my throbbing cock in her soft hand. My hips thrust into her, pushing my cock all the way into her hand. Her eyes widen as she feels the size of my manhood in her hand.

Two can play at this teasing game. I tease her nipples again and move my hand down her body to her clit, massaging it until she’s withering under my body. Her hold on my cock is tight and can’t wait to feel other parts of her around it.

“Please, Patrick,” she says breathlessly.

“Please what?” I play dumb as I continue to massage her.

“I’m almost there, please keep going…”

“I hadn’t planned on stopping, baby.” I lean down and kiss her, consuming her thoughts so she doesn’t know if she’s coming until she’s coming. She moves her hand from me and places it on my arm, squeezing it as she gets closer to her release.

She tenses under my hand and moisture coats my fingers as she starts to moan into my mouth, and I feel her body trembling next to mine. That will be the first of many orgasms. She pulls away from me, trying to catch her breath and she looks at me with a look of bliss on her face.

“Ready for another?”

“Um. I can’t come more than once,” she shyly states.

“I bet you I can make you come again.” I wink

“I would enjoy you trying.”

“Challenge accepted.” I rip her panties from her body and she gasps. “I guess I should have asked if you liked them.”

“Let me take my bra off, because I do like this one.” She laughs and she raises up, but I help her take it off, and her breasts escape from the lacy material and I can’t stop staring the pertness of them, licking my lips wanting a taste.

“Do you need help with your boxers?” she asks after she cleared her throat.

“Maybe.”

She leans over, hooking her thumbs under the material and pulls down as I lift my hips up to help her get the boxers off my body. Her eyes widen as my cock springs to life after the fabric trapping it is gone, and she gets the material to my knees and I finish kicking it from my body. She timidly takes my cock in her hands and strokes it from base to the tip, making me groan in pleasure.

I move myself between her legs, pushing her back onto the bed, and kissing her as I fall on top of her, my hands stopping my body inches from hers. She raises her hips, wanting me to fill her. I line myself up to her and as I’m about to enter her, it dawns on me, I’m not wearing a condom and freeze. This has never happened.